This afternoon, it took some time for Ranch to save the Archpriest of Destruction and get the Three Illusions, and in the evening, he sensed the disappearance of the city-state barrier and came to the source of the battle in the Northwest District.

"How dare this bastard bully Talia and fuck him!"

"Just let me out and see if I can kill him!"

At this moment, his mind was still thinking about the angry female voice.

While in the Northern Continent, Ranch obtained a noble pink sacred spell card [Forbidden Spell Seal] from the Hellrom Endless Library, and asked the [Great Love Poet] to combine the principles of [Compassion Poems] to transform it into new magic-

With the consent of the target, you can sign a temporary subordination contract with the demons, turn them into your own demon summons, and establish weak mental communication with them.

And once it has the attribute of a summon, it can be sealed into a magic card by [Nuclear Fusion Wolf].

On the occasion of the bishop's vote, Ranchi lent the three illusions to Sigrid, and now the three archdemons have all turned back into Ranchi's messengers.

The corresponding problem is that after the contract is formed, they will constantly talk to themselves, especially in Antanas, which is particularly noisy.

Ranch's head was full of her voice right now.

Although Antanas wanted to support first, Pranay advised Ranch not to let them out if he could solve the problem without using their powers, but if necessary, Pranay would unleash ultra-ranged attack magic.

Because if the three of them made a move, after today, the enemy would most likely be sure of the existence of the three of them of the eighth order.

The three of them are the highest information difference in combat power, and it is naturally best to be able to hide them.

Eventually, Ranch agreed to Planai's advice.

"Why do you ...... To deceive the Son of Destruction into escaping? ”

Huberian asked, looking up at Lanchi a little nervously.

"The Three Illusions are the hole cards that I am going to the Crescent Empire to save Duke Miyath and Duchess Ifadia, and it is too early to be exposed on the battlefield."

Lanch replied with a helpless smile.

“……”

Hubertarian suddenly grabbed Lanchi's clothes tightly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The words of thanks were so many that she began to run out of words.

I can only keep everything in my heart until one day I can repay him.

And so it went on for a long time.

She finally let go of her hand, as if she realized something.

"That's right...... Can you let me down......"

Hubertian's face flushed slightly, and she snorted.

She unconsciously let Lanchi hug her for a long time, it was Salomon who didn't leave before, or maybe she hadn't recovered from the fright, and now that Salomon had completely left, she had no reason to let Lanchi hold her anymore.

"Can you stand firm? Did you suffer any injuries? ”

Ranch didn't move, just asked.

"Uh......"

Huberian hesitated for a moment,

"I feel...... I feel like my leg may be a little twisted, and I can ...... it again."

She was a little embarrassed to continue, because she doubted that she was lying too obviously.

"Then I'll take you to safety."

Ranch replied.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Huberian heard Lanch agree, only to feel more ashamed, and bowed her head in response.

"It's okay, you're light, it's not hard at all."

Lanch smiled.

“……”

Huberian should have been glad at this sincere compliment, but now she only felt a little frightened.

How on earth did he manage to say nothing but never leave a word......

Forget it, don't want to.

Huber Ann simply closed her eyes and leaned on Lanch's shoulder, pretending to be asleep.

……

On the other side at the same time.

The central part of the main city of Nan Vantina is close to the southern district, and turmoil and unrest pervade every corner, and from time to time the roar of the earth can be heard from the southernmost side.

Armored non-commissioned officers hurried through the streets, the sound of heavily armored footsteps echoing in the silent night sky, as if to remind the townspeople that the dangers of the night were not far away.

And in this tense atmosphere, a lonely figure quietly walked through the dark alleys.

He wears a dark cloak, and his steps are light and agile, as if blending in with the night.

In the alleys, dilapidated stone buildings cast dappled shadows in the moonlight, and intermittent lights on the windows faded from time to time, revealing the anxiety and uneasiness of the residents about the unquiet night, and occasionally the meow of a cat or the creak of a wooden door panel from a corner.

Salomon used his life magic to wash the blood off his face a little, not wanting anyone else to see that he was not in a good state at the moment, his steps seemed to know the path well, or maybe someone was planning his route for him at the moment, he nimbly shuttled through the shadows, avoiding the occasional patrolling soldier, and even in such a turbulent moment, he seemed unusually calm.

Finally, after crossing a street, a faint light of fire and a familiar figure appeared in front of me.

"Holy Son, please take this path."

The high priest who answered him stretched out his hand and gave directions.

Salomon nodded, and walked around the corner, into a deeper alley again.

He had informed the loyal Archpriests of Destruction one by one of their plans of action.

The High Priest of the Eastern Side prepares for a final assault.

And in the Northwest District, when Loren is lured away, he immediately goes to assassinate the Duchess Hubelian!

The southern district was responsible for helping him retreat.

At that time, even if the enraged Loren chases after him, he will give priority to rescuing the civilians whose lives are threatened by the high priests, or the civilians in the city of Nanventina now, are all hostages of his Salomon.

Salomon couldn't wait to see Loren's angry and impotent rage.

Loren is strong.

It's a pity that it was exchanged for brains.

From the story told by Ivanos, Salomon analyzed that Loren is a person who does not do the right choice questions, especially the problem of choosing whether to protect a specific person or a group of people, Loren, who wants to protect both sides and is indecisive, will only be unable to protect anyone in the end!

"I don't know who the guy in the south who fought with the Marquis of Somerset is, but Loren, you're too honest after all."

Salomon smiled wickedly.

Suddenly.

Salomon felt a chill in his lower back, followed by a stinging pain that almost drained all his strength from his body, and spread from the cold to his limbs.

He was a little incredulous.

Now.

The archpriest who followed Salomon stabbed Salomon in the waist with a knife.

Salomon turned his head in a daze, only to see that the eyes of the archpriest who had been following him were extremely cold, and he had already retreated and distanced himself.

"You ......"

Salomon trembled in disbelief and fell to his knees.

It wasn't the accident of the great priest behind him that frightened him.

Instead, from the end of the alley, a group of great priests came out.

They are all archpriests of the Destruction Branch, and their job today is to wait for the opportune moment to attack, and after the success of killing Huberian, draw fire and help Salomon retreat.

However.

The eyes of this group of people were chaotic, as if they had been completely brainwashed, and they walked towards Salomon with heavy steps.

"Salomon, you're so ruthless......"

"Sure enough, he is right, you only want us to die, only he will love us."

"You are an obstacle on our path to happiness......"

"You must die here today!!"

Some of them, their eyes almost protruding from their sockets, their pupils dilated abnormally, looking congested and excited, and some of them, their eyes and mouths were bent like crescent moons, and their terrifying aura and smirk resembled a group of serial killers who only appeared at night.

Under the faint scarlet moonlight, their shadows dragged long in the dark alley, the muscles on their faces seemed to twitch from the long-term tension, and their mouths silently chanted what "love", "happiness", and "goddess-sama", and each breath was accompanied by a strange trill.

Then.

Time seems to be starting to speed up.

All the Priests of Destruction rushed towards the battle-damaged Salomon like crazy.

Salomon was stupid.

What kind of unspeakable evil has happened to this group of people, so that they have all become like this!

Salomon's heart was beating like a drum, blood was pounding in his pulse, and an invisible fear was spreading.

No, run, flee to the south!

Since Loren is on the northwest side, it is likely that the mysterious cardinal will fight with the Marquis of Somerset in the south.

They shouldn't have fought, because the Bloods and the Church of the Resurrection weren't mortal enemies.

Be sure to spread the news that "Nan Vantina has an evil god"!

As long as you can get to the south of the city and find the Marquis of Somerset and the cardinal from the North Continent, there is still hope for survival!

(End of chapter)